I hope you don’t mind I’m writing an AU of your AU, but I still want you to know, I blame YOU for this tenacious little plot bunny.


It didn’t matter that she wished she had killed him during the Agni Kai.

It didn’t matter that she hated him.

It didn’t matter that she wanted to scream and set him on fire when he was made an admiral on the eve of their wedding.

It didn’t matter that he had given her a choice between marrying him or being sent home to be executed for breaking her exile.

It didn’t matter that he had been so smug, so triumphant, so mock-kind, and pretended he was doing her a favor.

It didn’t matter that she was going to spend the rest of her life as a quiet little admiral’s wife, and if she was lucky a quiet little admiral’s widow.

It didn’t matter that Azulon was going to be Firelord someday.

It didn’t matter she was never going to be allowed anywhere near the capitol ever again.

It didn’t matter that no one was ever going to call Lan Min or her a princess ever again.

It didn’t matter that she had no honor.

It didn’t matter that she had failed.

What mattered was that Lan Min was safe.

What mattered was that they were going home.